Luyện nghe bài hát Better Days

Silver gray hair neatly combed in
There were four of love on her face
She was so wise, no passed her eyes
seen it all

I was a child, oh, three or four
All day I'd ask
At night I'd ask
But whenever, she never would turn me away

I'd say, "How can I be sure is right or wrong?
And why does what I want take so long?
Please tell me where does God
And why He talk to me?"

I'd say, "Grandma what is
Will I find out?
Why are we so poor, what is about?
I wanna know the answers before I off to sleep"

She sort of smiled as she me in
Then she pulled up that old rockin' once again
But she was slightly, remarkably
Different

Slowly she rocked, lookin' half
Grandma as she stretched
Then she to speak
What she told me mold me and hold me together inside

She said, "All the things you ask you know someday
But you have got to live in a way
God put us here by
And by fate that better days"

She said, "Child we all are in the dark of night
no morning gonna come 'til the time is right
Can't get to better days lest you make it through the
You gotta make it the night, yes you do"

You get to no better days
Unless you it through the night
Oh, you will see better days
But you be patient
Be oh baby, be patient

that year at the turn of spring
Heaven sent angels down and Grandma her wings
Now flying and sliding and gliding
In days

And I'm all grown up
I still get
I stumble through the
Getting bumped and

When gets in my way
I could hear my Grandma say
I can her say
I can her say

("Be patient, be patient")
"You get to no better days
Unless you make it the night baby
Oh, you will see better days"
("Be patient, be patient")
"But you be patient
Child, do you me, yeah?"

("Be patient, be patient")
"You get to no better days
Unless you it, you got to make it
You got to it
You got to make it the night"

("Be patient, be patient")
Oh Grandma, oh
Do you see me now,
Oh oh oh oh oh

("Be patient, be patient")
She to sit me on her knee
She used to comb my
She to tell me stories
My took me everywhere